I was on the national mall looking across the lake at the Lincoln memorial. Talking with friends and joking around when the pain came. I felt like ten thousand needles were entering my skull. A loud ringing swallowed up any other sound and the world went black. I could see my self with my eyes rolled back in my head screaming. It flashed between an image of me seemingly having a seizure and an image of the sun. I thought nothing at first until saw the darkness spreading across the suns surface.
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Piece Of My Mind
PoetryThis is a collection of poems, short stories and soliloquies about my conscious and subconscious life.
